The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　"Is that so...?" Chiwen chuckled. "We've never decided who's the winner, simply because you're in me... and I'm in you... Come, devour me, and then turn your claws on the Reborn Dragon... Don't you want revenge? Then take my power along with you... and sink your teeth into his heart..."

　"Don't be delusional," Vivian smiled faintly. "You're guiding me to devour you just so you can elevate me to a mad angel and continue your madness... No, I won't do that."

　Having said this, Vivian stood up and took two steps back.

　Seeing her actions, Chiwen's brows furrowed slightly, and scarlet flashed in his pupils:

　"Are you going to give up the chance to become an angel? I am the Dragon King closest to an angel. You have devoured me. As long as you control that power, you will gain the strength to fight the reborn dragon... Without my power, you cannot kill Yuechen..."

　"You will never have another chance to infiltrate the shadows of history," Vivian shook her head. "Stop your greed for expansion from me."

　"Without greed, how can there be evolution?" Chiwen roared.

　“The path of restraint is the path of long-term success.”

　As Vivian spoke, she stretched out her hand, and Jun Zhijian appeared in her hand, and black ice spread across the sword.

　Seeing Vivian's actions, Chiwen finally showed a little panic.

　"Destroy me, and you'll lose your only chance!" he growled. "Come on... devour me, and then kill the Dragon of Rebirth! Don't you want revenge? You..."

　"Crack!"

　The sword blade pierced Chiwen's throat, blood splattered, and was immediately solidified by the black ice.

　His body was frozen inch by inch by the black ice, gradually turning into an ice sculpture.

　"A dormant dragon should not be used, but an overthrown dragon will regret it," Vivian murmured softly. "The latent emperor was well versed in the art of governing the world. That's why he ruled with kindness and treated humans as his own subjects..."

　"And you, are not worthy to be compared with him!"

　"Kacha."

　The black ice shattered and turned into countless points of light, flying in all directions.

　A halo of light appeared,

　Vivian lowered her head and saw that the dark pool of blood at her feet was gradually becoming clear. Colorful rays of light emerged from the all-encompassing darkness, gradually emerging and hanging around her like stars.

　From this moment on, the god who truly controlled the Black Dragon Society died, and the darkness lurking in the shadow of Yanxia's history completely dissipated.

　""

　Meanwhile, on the ice, Alice was holding the huge pale dragon head, gently stroking its smooth jaw.

　The pale dragon was lying on the ice, with scarlet nebula-like substances constantly gushing out of its body. Those substances spread in the air and were immediately burned to ashes by the ice-blue flames, leaving nothing behind.

　From time to time, the pale dragon would groan, seeming to be in some pain. Whenever this happened, Alice would gently stroke her pale scales with her hands and whisper:

　"Good boy...you can do it...you can definitely do it..."

　""

　After an unknown amount of time, the last of the scarlet was spit out and completely turned into nothingness with a fierce icy blue burning.

　The pale dragon opened its eyes, and a glimmer of consciousness gradually emerged in its confused gaze.

　She stared at Alice in front of her, her pupils trembled slightly, and her body was immediately wrapped in ice flames, and then turned into a frail girl.

　Looking at the girl in her arms, Alice smiled, rubbed her head, and whispered:

　"Big changes into a small dragon!"

　"It's...very dangerous..." Vivian looked at Alice with some dissatisfaction. "What if I really lose control and hurt you?"

　"How could that be?" Alice smoothed Vivian's hair. "You've always been a very well-behaved little dragon."

　"I'm not Xiaolong!" Vivian puffed out her cheeks!

　""

　In the distance, on the bridge of the Academi, Xingmo finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Vivian fully recovered.

　"How amazing! He wasn't even tempted, yet he managed to forcefully expel all of Chiwen's extraordinary essence," Aurora muttered. "Most people can't resist this kind of temptation."

　"She still has ties," Xing Mo smiled slightly. "If she chooses to take in those extraordinary essences for revenge, she will never see Senior Alice again."

　"Love is so wonderful," Miriam shook her head. "Xiaomo, will you reject such temptation for Xiaoshu?"

　"Of course I will!" Xing Mo glanced at Miriam, "Who do you think I am?"

　"Hehe, love makes you all fools." Miriam stuck out her tongue playfully.

　"You've clearly become more sober," Xing Mo reached out and pinched Miriam's face, making her cry out, "Ouch, ouch!" "Things that are not yours will never be yours. If you take them by force, you will only lose everything you already have."

　""

　In the back, on the Crimson flagship, Ya Zi had been completely tied up with chains and fell into a coma.

　His fleet had been completely destroyed, and the Crimson flagship was controlled by the Lidu fleet, waiting to be picked up by the rear.

　In the air, the Dragon King Bahamut was hanging, looking at the ice surface below with a complicated expression.

　"Damn... that little ice dragon is too terrifying," she whispered. "If it were me, I would just swallow it up and gain power first, regardless of whether it's rational or not..."

　"It seems that old man's way of governing the world is not entirely useless," the Fire Dragon Elder chuckled. "As for spiritual intelligence... it is said that it limits power, and it does limit it, but it can't be said to be completely useless. If it is used for guidance, look... even beings like Chiwen ended up like this..."

　"Isn't there an element of luck involved?" Bahamut shook his head disdainfully. "If she didn't have that little girlfriend, would she be able to control her sanity?"

　"Haha...this is the chance and the encounter..."

　""

　At this moment, a faint pressure suddenly came from the distant horizon. Bahamut raised his head suddenly and saw the outline of a huge shadow becoming more and more obvious.

　The sea clouds in the sky lingered around the giant door, and an ice-blue halo was faintly visible in the clouds, gradually outlining the bones on the door.

　Almost at the same time, all the dragons heard a whisper:

　"...Dragon, descendant of the Crescent Moon, now that you have witnessed the might of the Dragon Gate, why not submit to me..."

　""

　In front of the Gate of Skeletons, on the stairs made of a pale sea of ​​bones, Yuechen turned his head and looked at the floating ice in the distant sea.

　He witnessed the entire process of Chiwen being killed and saw the ice dragon resisting endless madness, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

　"Come, and witness me become a new crescent moon," he murmured. "See if the radiance of the crimson moon can surpass the blue of the dark moon!"

　...END...

Chapter 459: Rising Crescent Moon

　After the Chiwen fleet was destroyed, the battle of the Hongmei Islands also came to its final stage.

　The Lidu fleet began a beach landing operation to eliminate all the Jiedushi and Black Dragon Society forces stationed on the island.

　But Xingmo knew that the war had just begun.

　"The fluctuations in spiritual energy have suddenly begun to grow exponentially..." Miriam looked at the soaring numbers on the dashboard, her expression becoming more serious. "Is the danger index of the Skeleton Gate starting to climb?"

　"Something is rising," Aurora nodded slightly, "from the deepest part of the world."

　Xing Moye

　I could feel the rising pressure. It was some forgotten existence from the depths of the world, constantly breaking through the constraints of the abyss and moving upwards.

　"We won't have much time," Xingmo whispered, "Let's set off now and head for the Skeleton Gate."

　"Don't you want to wait for the combined fleet? In three hours at most, they can clear out the Hongmei Islands and then catch up." Millian asked.

　"No, there's no time," Xing Mo shook her head. "Besides, I have a feeling the Combined Fleet won't be able to help..."

　From the White Tower counterattack to today, things have developed to this point. Xingmo can vaguely see Yuechen's layout.

　Everything he did was to raise the ancient gate, and almost every step was within his expectations.

　Now, Xingmo is only a stone's throw away from the Skeleton Gate. How could Yuechen let other factors interfere with his plan?

　""

　As they were talking, the Ice Flame Gate opened on the bridge, and Vivian and Alice walked in together.

　"That's amazing, Sister Vivian," Miriam turned to Vivian and smiled happily, "You're very impressive."

　"Come on, I almost lost control," Vivian smiled and shook her head. "It's all thanks to Alice."

　"You are strong enough," Alice rubbed Vivian's head and turned to Xingmo, "Xiaomo, what should we do next?"

　"Let's go to the Skeleton Gate," Xingmo said, "and we'll see what happens."

　From the current perspective, Yuechen promised Xingmo to give her an "ultimate secret", which is closely related to the Skeleton Gate.

　Xing Mo really needs this ultimate secret. If she wants to be promoted to an angel, it is essential to bear the secret.

　Therefore, her goal is to prevent the moon dust from becoming a "new crescent moon" on the premise of being able to obtain this secret.

　In mystical systems, the crescent moon is often a symbol of the Dark Moon Dragon. That Dragon of Eternal Night, from the Age of Gods, has always been the embodiment of doom and disaster. Regardless of whether Yuechen is destined to become that ancient deity, being associated with the "crescent moon" is not a good thing.

　After a quick consideration, Xing Mo sorted out his thoughts and said:

　"Let's send down a small boat. Aurora, Vivian, Alice, Miriam, and I will go there. Bahamut and Bai Ling will lead their respective tribes to cooperate with the joint fleet to speed up the clearance of the Red Plum Islands. I suspect Yuechen may have some backup measures."

　"Alright, sir," Bahamut clapped his hands, "We'll be done soon and back to support you."

　"Yeah." Bai Ling nodded slightly.

　"Wouldn't it be too dangerous if only a few of us went?" A member of the Supernatural Department's First Division expressed some concern. "This kind of spiritual power reaction...this is the first time I've seen it."

　"It will be very dangerous, so we need to streamline our numbers as much as possible," Xing Mo nodded. "To deal with this level of extraordinary events, it's pointless to be below the level of a demigod. Following them will only add to the losses."

　"Indeed...that makes sense..." The clerk nodded, looking a little frustrated.

　"Don't be discouraged," Xing Mo smiled at her, "make a good record and show it to everyone in the Extraordinary Department when you get back."

　She drew out her wand, made two random movements with it, and then waved it.

　"Let them see how our White Tower Extraordinary Department operates."

　On the sea level, a huge gate made of bones stands, and every inch of its outline is made up of uneven white bones. It is evil yet reveals a strange beauty.

　The outlines of those skeletons, eroded by the depths of history, have become blurred. They blend together, regardless of race or individuality, with only their white jade-like texture revealing their essence.

　A carp that leaps over the Dragon Gate transforms into a dragon. In Yanxia's legend, the Dragon Gate symbolizes rapid advancement, while the carp represents the ordinary world, and the Dragon Gate symbolizes the rewards that await after overcoming numerous obstacles.

　But now, when this magnificent dragon gate made of bones stands on the sea, the sea level caused by the sudden storm suddenly became silent, and the dead marine creatures sank and floated in the ocean currents, like insects fixed in amber.

　Dragon Gate, the Gate of Bones, has never been an auspicious sign.

　It is a tombstone that rises from the abyss of history after the shadow of history has devoured countless lives.

　One general's success is built on the bones of thousands of soldiers. From the Age of Gods to the present day, all successful examples are shrouded in the shadow of failure. People only see the magnificent moment when the carp leaps over the Dragon Gate, but cannot see the thousands of bones that built the Dragon Gate for it.

　"A world-class achievement is built on dead bones."

　Right below the Skeleton Gate, on the stairs made of piled-up bones, Yuechen was looking up at the tall Dragon Gate, watching the endless deep blue brewing inside the door frame.

　In the deep blue, countless stars twinkled. They were flesh-and-blood cages, their surface covered with a faint golden starlight.

　"We will meet again soon..." Yuechen whispered.

　He turned around, and a dark vortex rose from the ground, transforming into a man in a black robe.

　"Reborn Dragon, everything has been arranged," Heimuto bowed slightly, "The Black Dragon Society will be completely destroyed. Chiwen is dead, Yazi has been captured, and the remnants of the Returned Faction have been completely wiped out."

　"Well done," Yuechen's lips curled slightly, "Well, to thank you for your efforts, as agreed..."

　He stretched out his hand, grasped it, and grabbed a pitch-black scale.

　“This is the remnant of the Dragon Lord

　"The remaining part of the extraordinary essence." He threw the scale out, and the ice-blue light carried the scale in the air and slowly flew towards the black wood. "Go, take it, and rebuild the Black Dragon Society, but this time, don't let it float to the surface of history..."

　Seeing the scale, Heimuto's usually calm face suddenly showed an ecstatic emotion. He grabbed the scale, held it tightly in his hand, and whispered:

　"Yan Xia needs shadow, but she doesn't need the shadow of ambition."

　"Let's go, our contract ends here." Yue Chen nodded.

　"Master, are you leaving?" Heimu raised his head and looked at the Reborn Dragon on the stairs. "You know, you don't have to do this."

　"I must do this. This is His arrangement, and theirs as well," Yue Chen shook his head. "My flesh and blood, my soul, my destiny, all originate from Him, and will eventually come to an end with Him."

　"Then I wish you to become a soaring crescent moon, overlooking the earth from the starry sky..."

　Heimu bowed deeply, expressing his respect to the Supreme Being in the most pious way.

　Then he turned around and his body disappeared in the swirling black mist.